After being on trending searches, I became the cinnabar mole all over the internet

Chapter 75
Xing Jianshu's intuition was not good and he got angry: "Yes..."

Cheng Xuran didn't let him say that it should be. Besides, Song Yanqing had such a vicious mouth. He knew it was Cheng Xuran who bought the coffee, so he couldn't scold the little girl to death.

Song Yanqing sneered, his voice hoarse from staying up late: "I don't have any money, do I?"

Xing Jianshu was wronged: "She ordered it directly!!"

Song Yanqing sat back and transferred the money to Fu Lingyi on WeChat.

Fu Lingyi replied instantly: [Don't think that this small amount of money is enough to hide the rules from me, but I can reward you for visiting the class tonight. 】

Here comes another hidden rule.

Song Yanqing typed with his hands, and replied indifferently.

[It's okay, let me tell you, I got tired of the trick of sending flowers to treat guests 800 years ago. 】

Ling Ling stays up all night: [The roses are not beautiful or the milk tea is not good? 】

【Same. 】

Lingling stays up all night: [The ones I invite you to are very expensive!I drank it many times! !super delicious! 】

[? 】Just opened the business, drank many times, and now each of them can't even align their confessions?

Ling Ling will not sleep tonight: [? ? ? ? ? 】

Song Yanqing was too lazy to go back, and opened the drawer of the desk with his hand. There was a can of Wangzai in it. He forgot when he bought it. He got used to it. He looked at it twice, and pushed it back violently.

The cleaning aunt came to clean up, and he handed over the rose: "Take it away."

"Okay." Auntie's eyes widened.Such beautiful flowers are very expensive!

Song Yanqing went downstairs to buy soda, his pace was unhurried, quite cold.

Xing Jianshu held it in for a long time and shouted behind him: "Hey, Song Yanqing, haven't you looked at the hot searches?"

The most popular search among high school students!That shot hurt, it hurt too much.

Xing Jianshu was actually a gossip, and wanted to ask Song Yanqing if he knew who Cheng Xuran had a crush on, and he was afraid of being scolded.

Song Yanqing didn't even turn his head, and walked up the stairs with a clear voice.

"If you have nothing to do, give the company a clean-up."

The man sitting in the back wearing a black T-shirt suddenly spoke in an abrupt voice: "I see that Cheng Xuran is on the trending list, is she also in South Bridge now?"

The atmosphere was cold and quiet.

Song Yanqing stepped on the steps, one step after another, and stopped.

The man looked at Song Yanqing's back, his tone was flat, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes: "Brother Song, have you seen her?"

Xing Jianshu didn't say a word this time, and finally one of the hundred and eight minds was useful, so he didn't get involved in this matter.

The other party has disliked Cheng Xuran since they were in school, probably because of that person, the love and hate over the years...

Song Yanqing didn't turn around, nor did he stop.

The back was indifferently going down the stairs, he turned his head and turned his neck, his bones made a cracking sound due to sitting for a long time, and there was no special reaction.

The voice came up, calm and detached, full of mockery, like cold beer eight degrees below zero.

"Since one or two are so busy, remember to wipe the company floor before leaving tonight."

Song Yanqing was blowing the night breeze downstairs for a long time, and drank a whole bottle of soda in one breath. Water droplets fell along his chin line, and he saw a person.

There is a waxing moon in the sky, half curved like a silver hook, moving along a westward trajectory, and the moon is as cold as water.

Gradually, the east was turning pale.

"I really underestimated them."

A private villa.

An icy cold voice sounded, Duan Yunming sat in the smog, dozens of cigarette butts piled up on the ground, handsome in skin, with the corner of his mouth raised: "It's just a press conference."

He didn't like it at first, but he didn't expect to set off such a monstrous flow. His eyes were dark and he was a little annoyed: "Why did you refuse me?"

(End of this chapter)